Chapter 100 - One Hundred
"Have you done what I told you to do?" The master’s voice echoed through the study, his long hair framing his face.
The servant nodded, his face a mask of obedience. "Yes, it is done, my lord," he replied. "I added the letter to one of the books in the library. She won’t refuse to read it."
The master’s lips curled into a satisfied smile. "Perfect," he said, his voice low and menacing. "Let’s see if any of them have the guts to do the needful."
The servant hesitated, a flicker of doubt crossing his face. "But my lord, isn’t the search for her mother going to disrupt your plans?" he asked, his voice filled with uncertainty.
The master pulled his hair back into a low ponytail, his eyes cold and calculating. "Not at all," he replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I know what I’m doing. Her mother isn’t even related to my revenge but he was there when it happened."
The servant was confused, but he knew better than to question his master further. He nodded, his face a mask of obedience.
"Leave Count Edmund for now," the master continued. "I want him to suffer before his death just the way they made her suffer before she died."
The servant nodded, his eyes filled with fear. He knew that his master was serious, and that he would not tolerate any disobedience.
"As you wish, my lord," he replied, his voice filled with fear.
The master watched as the servant left the room, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips. He would watch as they would destroyed each other, while he sat back and enjoyed the show.
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